Snapshot

I'm hosting my own fantasty night. It will not involve whips or chains, but possibly a glittering, star spangled cape or two.
Special guests are me, and my dog. So far I haven't managed to whip up any enthusiasm amongst friends to join us.
The picture is clear: There we sit, the Gilbs and I, each wearing our home sown capes, little half moons and suns adorning our magic capes, a bowl of pop corn, hands (a paw) reaching in, the crunch of pop corn being devoured.
Actually, it will be Gilby's first pop-corn experience, so I'm not sure yet whether he will take to it.
On the menu: Pan's Labarynth (finally arrived in Namibia after a loooong wait) followed by easier, light-hearted fare, Stardust.
We wish you all a hearty weekend. Let your minds roam.